<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" ><tr><td valign="top" style="font: inherit;"><br><br>--- On <b>Fri, 7/29/11, Aaron Clausen <i><mightymartianca@gmail.com></i></b> wrote:<br><blockquote style="border-left: 2px solid rgb(16, 16, 255); margin-left: 5px; padding-left: 5px;"><br>From: Aaron Clausen <mightymartianca@gmail.com><br>Subject: [Taocow PBEM] [Lady Frost, Alex] Book 3 - Chapter VI - Down Another Rabbit Hole<br>To: "Tao of Cow Rifts PBEM" <taocowpbem@zork.net><br>Date: Friday, July 29, 2011, 6:49 PM<br><br><div class="plainMail">OOC: Just reposting this section in its own thread to keep things straight.<br><br>[GM]<br>Lady Frost and Alex make their way back up to the entrance of the<br>tunnel. It's a tougher haul up the passage as it slopes upwards, and it<br>takes the better part of twenty minutes to reach the stone steps that<br>lead up to the hatch.<br><br>There is no sound of gunfire or explosions
now. In fact, there's a dead<br>silence above. The battle seems to have been won, though by whom is<br>impossible to say.<br><br>The hatch is still locked, and even Lady Frost's strength seems<br>insufficient to lift it. After a few minutes of vain struggling, Alex<br>and Lady Frost here a click, and then the hatch opens, and fresh<br>forest-scented air rushes in.<br><br>When they poke their head out, they see an astonishing sight. There's<br>no sign of the grassy plain, but rather trees stretching off into the<br>distance where just a short few hours ago there was battle. The trees<br>don't look new, but are full grown oaks and elms, some that even appear<br>to be quite ancient, centuries old even.<br><br>It's getting dark out, suggesting twilight, but enough light leaks<br>through the canopy above to reveal here and there between the trunks are<br>mounds, all fresh wet earth. Off in the distance they see one
large<br>mound, topped by what looks like a white cross.<br><br>Then they hear the beating of hooves nearby. At least two, maybe more,<br>horses are approaching.<br>[/GM]<br><br></div><div class="plainMail">(( sorry, I lost track of this for a few days-ish due to moving and unpacking. Still not done unpacking. ))</div><div class="plainMail"><br></div><div class="plainMail">[Lady Frost]</div><div class="plainMail"><br></div><div class="plainMail">Frost gave Alex a look. She had no idea what was different about her friend, but something clearly was.</div><div class="plainMail">Shrugging, she climbed out of the hole, looking for something to brace it open with. Getting trapped outside because one of the Seven Dwarves was feeling annoyed wasn't in her game plan. She didn't give the approaching riders too much concern. Since they were going to be spotted regardless, they'd just have to deal with that hurdle when it rode
up.</div><div class="plainMail"><br></div><div class="plainMail">"I bet the faeries won. Funny. I knew a few heroes back in my past life who claimed to have fey magic. Wonder if there's any connection."</div><div class="plainMail"><br></div><div class="plainMail">[/Lady Frost]</div></blockquote></td></tr></table>